Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

Yang's father and Yang's mother looked at Xin Miaomiao, who was eating hard, and then at Mo Ziqi, who hadn't said a word from beginning to end, and had an indifferent face. She said a few words to Xin Miaomiao, and then followed Yang Rong and Xin Xiaotian went out.

Yang Rong was pulled out outside and out of Xin Miaomiao's sight. Yang Rong threw off Xin Xiaotian's big hand angrily, and roared, "What are you doing? I'm not going to work!" Her daughter was like this, she What class are you going to go to!

"Rong'er, listen to me, you are not emotionally stable right now, and we must not let Miao Miao know about this matter, we need time to digest, it is best not to get along with Miao Miao right now..."

"Digest what!" Yang Rong screamed hysterically like a ignited firecracker: "My Miao Miao is fine! She is fine! What do I want to digest?!"

Xin Xiaotian didn't speak, but frowned, looking at her with a sad expression.

But this expression made Yang Rong unacceptable, her heart was trembling, she ran up uncontrollably, punched and kicked Xin Xiaotian, and even scratched his neck with her fingers, leaving several white marks .

She's crazy, she's really going crazy!

Why?Why did God treat her daughter like this?

Xin Xiaotian stood there motionless, not on guard, letting her punch and kick, he knew how bitter and sad she was, but as Miao Miao's father, he couldn't do anything, and he also hated himself.

Being beaten up by Yang Rong like this, she can vent her anger, and he also feels better.

Two husbands and wives, one was beaten like a crazy woman, the other was beaten like a mountain, their expressions were so sad and desperate, Yang's father and Yang's mother next to him couldn't stand it.

When Yang Rong finished venting, her breathing became disordered, she squatted on the ground, gasping for breath, her eyes were red, but she didn't shed tears.

She couldn't cry anymore.

"Rong'er, let's let Miao Miao and Ziqi be together today. Let's think about what to do in the future." Xin Xiaotian knows how cruel it is to say such words, but he has to say that if their daughter is really only half a year old Time is up, so make a good plan to let her live happily in the last period of time.

Yang Rong also knew that she was being unreasonable, but she couldn't help it, really couldn't help it, as long as she thought that her daughter would leave her one day, she felt that she couldn't breathe.

"Rong'er? Did you hear what I said?" Xin Xiaotian asked in a low voice, trying not to touch her sensitive nerves.

Yang Rong raised her head to look at him, nodded after a while, saw the wound on his neck from scratching herself, turned her head away and said, "I see."

Xin Xiaotian didn't say anything, he helped her up, and the two supported each other back to Xin's house.

On the other hand, Xin Miaomiao's reaction seemed to be particularly slow, and she didn't feel anything unusual about her parents. After they left, she continued to eat breakfast with her little head buried.

Mo Ziqi saw her reactions in his eyes, and Rumo's black eyes flickered.

Putting down the spoon in his hand, he waved to her: "Come here."

Xin Miaomiao heard the sound and looked over, obediently put down the spoon in her little paw, slid off the chair, and walked obediently to his side.

"Tell me, do you know something?" Mo Ziqi asked, his eyes fell on her pink face, and his eyes were particularly sharp.